Grinds in my coffee (sung to You're So Vain, Clouds in my coffee...)

I have to be to work er-lay this morning, so I started the pot of coffee so that a cuppa would be ready the second I hopped out of the shower (usually coffee precedes everything I do in the morning).
Larry has a bad habit (?) of stopping the coffee flow to steal a cup while is brews. He must have done that yesterday, because I didn't specifically check that this morning and sho 'nuf, there was only half a pot brewed, and the rest sat in the filter.
So now I'm sipping on a sieved cup of coffee, occasionally sticking my finger in to fish out another grind. I think I officially get to order a Venti Iced Americano with Cream and a Splenda this morning.